SNYOPSIS: You are a girl that has a special telepathic gift. You travel to the abandoned Salem Asylum where you meet a forensic psychologist who wants to use your telepathic gift to travel into the mind of a previous mental patient. As you exit the elevator onto the third floor of the asylum, you pass through a portal. This "Window into Souls" is where yo...
Your name is Tarissa. You are a young human woman living in a village near the border of the Kingdom of Rimalla. The village exists to trade with the neighbouring Arachne. In good periods, the Arachne make excellent trading partners, producing high quality silk clothing and uniquely enchanted equipment. They tend to be fairly reclusive, preferring not to str...
John a fairly tall man standing at 6.1 and with an athletic build and Jane at 5 feet with around ass and B cups just moved into their new home off into the country near the woods with the closed town being a half hour drive. They wanted to get away from it all a live close to nature. Then after they finished unpacking they were invite by their "neighbor...
Loud banshee shriek, steel frame buckling, then tearing like the sound of aluminum foil, (whip, whip, whip), oxygen rushing, a hurricane, escape pods bleeding out, cabin ripped apart and blown out into vacuum, a torrent of debris, then the abrasive heat when the hull hits the atmosphere. Lieutenant major Danica Miles managed to get her suit on and sealed bef...
Welcome to my next chapter in the Sholan Alliance. I do want to say that I am sorry for the slow posting of the Silver Moon and Ranicke series. I am working on them but at the moment I finally have some ideas for this and need to get them down. Even if it is just short notes at the moment and come back later but I have to get them down. I am working on the o...
He recognized her scent, and the feeling of her hair dragging across his chest before he even opened his eyes. She was laying on top of him, kissing small trails across his chest, and he sighed contently when he finally looked at his former lover. She was beautiful, her red hair surrounding her face like a halo of fire, and her green eyes looking at him inte...
Chapter 8 Five months later... The pitter patter of rain hitting the metal roof of the castle gave way to the plops of puddles on the bedroom terrace. A breeze of fresh cool air made the curtains in the room float like phantoms. Lovers lay on either side of the bed, back to back, extreme opposites; not touching each other, allowing a chasm of bitterness se...
What will our children do in the morning? Will they wake with their hearts wanting to play, the way wings should? Will they have dreamed the needed flights and gathered the strength from the planets that all men and women need to balance the wonderful charms of the earth so that her power and beauty does not make us forget our own? I know a...
Traffic was backed up. Giving him time to think. Didn't really want to argue with January anymore. Nothing more to be said. Just thinking. Flipping through radio stations. A perky female announcer remarked on the latest government shutdown, he'd never paid much attention to politics before. But now? He brushed a strand of his long, raven-dark hair away from...
For those who have stuck it out and have us on your favorite list. THANK YOU. We appreciate it so incredibly much. I'm so sorry it has taken me months to get this out. I just finished finalizing this chapter. Between school and buying a new house and my new full time job, I seem to have less time for free time. Side note: We used some names of our favorite...